Roll deep on these, put these Mc's on deep freeze,
Hit these, wit these and rip these,
Come like rusko, come flip these,
So please don't write with these,
Fearless, angry, sick mc's,
Don't like Christine's or Brittany's,
Allow us off; I'll take him with keys,
And this one strictly for pickneys,
Old school afro dry wineys,
Barclays. Halifax, and stick these,
Headless gunshots, you lick these,
Trick these, cid with E,
Touch mike mc's, drop like freeze,
Player haters get chop like trees,
Come a boy rascal, to a boy miseries,

It seems to be cars and cash and girls and peds,
And manners on flame, keep them higher for them fame,
It seems to be phones and bling and raves and weed,
And player for them for the hour, and the boys will make you bleed,
It seems to be V and M and gold and Nike
We roll deep for the money; we don't want to take your cash,
It seems to be love and war and hate and life,
Harsh life, hustle life, fog life, street life,

It seems to be cars and cash and girls and peds,
And manners on flame, keep them higher for them fame,
It seems to be phones and bling and raves and weed,
And player for them for the hour, and the boys will make you bleed,
It seems to be V and M and gold and Nike

We roll deep for the money; we don't want to take your cash,
It seems to be love and war and hate and life,
Harsh life, hustle life, fog life, street life,

Ding dong it's on,
Fake mcs want to sing my song,
You want to test hurry up bring it on,
Wanna take me for a mo no that's wrong,
Hit them with a ge con do, like key do blow,
Leave bullet hole in your moskeno clothes,
Hot like weathery grow, gonna come through the hole

Back, front, inside, out,
Dizzee run a flow to make a boy wile out,
Six foot deep you can never climb out,
I smoke dat weed till my mum finds out,

Front, back, outside, in
Bear folk kids sipping on jing-sing
Love making not doggy styling
In a dark park, when the dark in being

It seems to be cars and cash and girls and peds,
And manners on flame, keep them higher for them fame,
It seems to be phones and bling and raves and weed,
And player for them for the hour, and the boys will make you bleed,
It seems to be V and M and gold and Nike
We roll deep for the money; we don't want to take your cash,
It seems to be love and war and hate and life,
Harsh life, hustle life, fog life, street life,

I have the feeling that you love me.

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